Working Mans Song chords by Morgan Wallen

Key: Em



Intro:

Em  G  A     Em  G  A


Chorus:
     Em               G               A
This tryin' to make a livin' isn't supposed to feel like dyin'
        Em            G             A
Lookin' for my golden ticket, can't find no silver linin'
Em                G                   A
These days, "9-to-5" feels more like "twenty-five to life", and
Em               G               A
Tryin' to make a livin' isn't supposed to feel like dyin

Verse 1:
            Em                   G                                A
I punch the clock, wanna punch a ticket to New York and punch the boss
                                               Em
But they don't pay enough for me to cover that cost
                     G
So, I punch the Sheetrock instead
A
Cover my debts, keep the family fed
          Em                   G
They been promisin' me another dollar or three
         A
But that talk is as cheap as these boots I'm wearin'
    Em                     G
And that's been wearin' on more than my soul
    A
And all that I know


Chorus:
   Em               G               A
Is tryin' to make a livin' isn't supposed to feel like dyin'
        Em            G             A
Lookin' for my golden ticket, can't find no silver linin'
Em                G                   A
These days, "9-to-5" feels more like "twenty-five to life", and
Em               G               A                         Em  G
Tryin' to make a livin' isn't supposed to feel like dyin, nah
   A                           Em  G  A
Supposed to feel like dyin', no


Verse 2:
Em                      G                        A
Red, blue, right, left, they still workin' us to death
        Em                      G              A
And whatever's left over at the end's to the IRS
Em                       G
Head above water but I'm kickin' like hell
      A
Ain't nobody lookin' out for me but myself
Em                              G                      A
Ain't no gettin' out from under all of these underpaid checks
A
And last time I checked


Chorus:
Em               G               A
Tryin' to make a livin' isn't supposed to feel like dyin'
        Em            G             A
Lookin' for my golden ticket, can't find no silver linin'
Em                G                   A
These days, "9-to-5" feels more like "twenty-five to life", and
Em               G               A                            Em
Tryin' to make a livin' isn't supposed to feel like dyin', nah (Hell nah)
   A                            Em        G
Supposed to feel like dyin', nah (Hell no, hell no)
   A
Supposed to feel like dyin', nah (Hell no)


Instrumental Break:
Em  G  D  A
Em  G  D  A


Chorus:
Em               G               A
Tryin' to make a livin' isn't supposed to feel like dyin'
        Em            G             A
Lookin' for my golden ticket, can't find no silver linin'
Em                G                   A
These days, "9-to-5" feels more like "twenty-five to life", and
Em               G               A                            Em
Tryin' to make a livin' isn't supposed to feel like dyin', nah (Hell nah)
   D                  A         Em        G
Supposed to feel like dyin', nah (Hell no, hell no)
   D                  A         Em        G
Supposed to feel like dyin', nah (Hell no)


Outro:
      D  A
(Hell no)
      Em  G
(Hell no)
      D  A
(Hell no)
      Em
(Hell no)